"I am afraid you are mistaken sir. I was visting Ember to possibly commission a gown. However, They said that they had already begun a project. How infuriating!"

Ember whined, trying to throw the man off.  (Don't you wreck my lovely disguise before I even make my move you vexatious man!) he growled internally.

"I shall have to try again some other time-- Come along then Alice-- we should be elsewhere."


Vivian needed more experience at this whole disguise thing, but it WAS clear she was having a lot of fun. That made up for the near miss on being discovered.

Continuing on like a huffy, put-out noble woman was actually beneficial though, as the obvious mark of their little game was clearly visible near the entry between the stairs and the dining room, arguing loudly with the first mate.

"INDISPOSED!?" the man shrieked at the first officer incredulously. "INDISPOSED!!?? WHO DOES YOUR CAPTAIN THINK HE I--" 

Carefully, so as not to SEEM like it was on purpose, Ember rounded the corner to the dining area and smacked the man on the butt with the poofy bulk of his gown, sending him forward with a lurch.  Gracefully, and with perfect practice, he then presented himself to the angry man with a tone of considerable contrition, embarrassment, and grace.

"Oh, FORGIVE ME my lord..." he oozed while taking a very deep curtsy, while purposefully giving the overbearing man a very prominent view of his "endowments."  "That was terribly clumsy of me... Are you alright my lord? I do hope you can forgive me--" he continued, while slowly rising. "I was so eager to take morning tea, that I acted undignified! How ever may I make it up to you my lord?" he cooed, while folding and twisting his hands in fake agitation. "--Oh, how embarrassing..."